This is a test that every monk who sets foot on the immortal path must face. It can also be said to be a punishment from heaven. As an acquired creature, if you dream of immortality, you will naturally have to pay a price.
When setting foot on the immortal path, monks have to face a test of heavenly calamity. If they survive it, they can extend their lives for thousands of years. If they cannot survive it, they will turn into a handful of ashes and the path of life and death will disappear.
And when you seek immortality in the immortal way and take a solid step, the way of heaven will also give you a test, or in other words, a punishment.
At this time, some monks can no longer passively accept the test from heaven.
Any monk who opens up a blessed land during the breakthrough process can hide in the blessed land and temporarily avoid the catastrophe. This is also one of the most important functions of the blessed land for monks.
However, this is a test from heaven, which can only be postponed for a period of time, and it is impossible to escape it, unless there are monks who are willing to spend this life in the surrounding land they have opened up, and never take another step.
But in fact, among the monks who have been able to reach such a realm, there is no one who is not an extremely talented person. Even if some of them did not start very well, they have reached this stage by virtue of their extremely outstanding characteristics and should not be underestimated.
Even though the Heavenly Tribulation is dangerous, when an Earth Immortal who has broken through hides in the Blessed Land and makes thorough preparations, he is 90% sure that he will survive it safely and live happily ever after for thousands of years.
Therefore, although Feng Bingwen had just woken up, after briefly dealing with the blessed land, he calmly left the blessed land to welcome the baptism of the heavenly tribulation.
For no other reason, he had enough confidence. After all, he had slept long enough, and all aspects of his condition had naturally been adjusted to their peak.
“Comfortable!”
Feng Bingwen, who had just left the blessed land, was overwhelmed by the vast ocean formed by the endless thunder. After a short period of adaptation, he narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
Heaven was treating him as kindly as always. He had just left and greeted him with such a generous gift. He could feel that the body that seemed to have reached its limit began to strengthen again under the tempering of the Heavenly Tribulation.
"When I survive the catastrophe, I will go to the deserted sea to find the dragon clan and fight against the extraterrestrial demons together!"
Submerged in the thunder sea formed by the interweaving of thunder and lightning arcs, Feng Bingwen seemed to be talking to himself, and when he finished his words, there was no change in this calamity, not even the thunder contained in it.
The power of destruction even began to gradually increase.
Under the lightning strike, even Feng Bingwen's body could no longer hold on. The charred carbon shell continued to peel off from his body, and then exposed new flesh and blood as crystal clear as jade.
Targeting the earthly immortals, even the heavenly tribulations that lock down the limits of the monks, test the monks in all aspects, including magic power, soul, Taoist heart, body... The slightest flaw will become fatal, and it can easily become a disaster.
Ash.
Even if the monks have great magical powers, they cannot resist. After all, in this world, the power that the law of heaven can mobilize is infinite compared to the monks.
Therefore, monks can only endure hardships to survive the tribulation. A heavenly tribulation will not last forever. They must chop the monks into physical and mental destruction before they stop. No matter how ruthless the heaven is, it will still give a glimmer of hope and it is impossible to kill them all.
However, in the catastrophe where Feng Bingwen's power gradually increased, a cyan dragon-shaped thunder flashed from time to time. However, when this terrifying divine thunder fell on Feng Bingwen, it gave him indescribable powers.
of vigorous vitality.
Otomu Divine Thunder!
This is also a terrifying thunderbolt that can kill gods and destroy demons easily, but for Feng Bingwen, whose body is constantly being destroyed by various kinds of catastrophic destructive power at this moment, it is no different from a tonic.
Feng Bingwen had already experienced a similar experience once, so he was very skilled in accepting the punishment from the heavenly calamity, although compared to the last time, there was no comfort at all, and it was even extremely painful.
But he is not a ungrateful person. For a normal monk, to be able to survive the calamity like him and receive other kinds of care from heaven is really unattainable and unattainable, and one does not even dare to think about it.
Therefore, although this time he could only struggle hard under the catastrophe, the green lightning that fell on him from time to time also made Feng Bingwen feel grateful in his heart.
This means that compared to others, it is basically impossible for him to lose his chance of survival. He only needs to grit his teeth and push through this hurdle.
I don’t know how long it took, but when the rugged ocean came into view and the Taishang Wonderland with billowing clouds and mist not far away came into view, Feng Bingwen realized that he had completely withstood this natural disaster.
Until this time, Feng Bingwen also felt the gazes from all directions, some were indifferent and some were aloof, but most of them were with a touch of goodwill and even a bit of appreciation.
Feng Bingwen knew these looks very well and had no objection at all, because he could feel that the owners of these looks, most of them were more powerful immortals than him, and he could only look up to them now.
exist.
The foundation of Taishangdao!
Feng Bingwen stood a little uneasily on the sea of clouds that gradually surged and spread to his feet. Although with his current cultivation level, he could establish a sect on any continent of the human race after leaving the Taishang Dao.
Zongzu is the ancestor, but he is still a little guy in Taishang Dao, and his tail cannot be raised even if he wants to.
However, even so, with his cultivation, he should be considered a mainstay in the Taishang Dao, and the blessed land he opened up can also add a bit of foundation to the Taishang Dao.
However, the expected scene of congratulations from the immortals did not happen. Most of the many Supreme Taoist immortals who were awakened by the fluctuations emanating from his tribulation disappeared after noticing him.
There were only a few who gave him a friendly smile when they were hiding, but no one wanted to come up to him to talk and congratulate him.
"I've become an immortal? Is this the treatment?"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but complain in his heart. In other sects, even those famous Great Immortal Sects, if an Earth Immortal is born, it is still worthy of holding an immortal meeting or something.
But in this Taishang Dao, he made such a big noise, but after those colleagues and many big guys who were attracted by him took a look at him, they went back to doing their own things, and even
No one said anything to him, which made him feel a little frustrated.
"good!"
It seemed that the resentment in his heart was so strong that someone finally responded to his expectations. When he heard that familiar voice, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but be touched by it.
"Tao Master!"
The current Taoist master of Taishang Dao.
However, except for this faint compliment floating in his ears, Feng Bingwen stood on the top of the sea of clouds and waited patiently for a long time, but he did not feel any power coming to him. The big boss seemed to just praise him.
After that, there was no more sound, and there was no intention of inviting him to have a cup of tea.
"Taoist Master?!"
Feng Bingwen called out tentatively. Now he could easily break the void with his magic power. It was no longer difficult for him to travel across continents, but he wanted to find the place where his Taoist master stayed.
The position is still impossible for him.
"Is something wrong?"
A surprised voice sounded in Feng Bingwen's ears.
"..."
Feng Bingwen couldn't help being silent for a while, but in the end he couldn't help but complain,
"I'm already an Earth Immortal. The sect doesn't even offer to hold an immortal meeting for me, but isn't it even willing to give me a cup of tea?"
"It turns out you are greedy for my tea!"
A soft laugh sounded, followed by a familiar feeling, the world changed, everything in front of him changed, and even though he had greatly improved in strength compared to before, he still had no ability to struggle.
"Come!"
In front of the familiar tea table, a cup of tea was placed in front of him. The water mist exuding the faint fragrance of tea was billowing, and the shapes of dragons and phoenixes were vaguely visible, as if there was infinite Tao contained in it.
"Thank you, Master!"
Looking at the cup of Enlightenment Tea in front of him, Feng Bingwen was not polite. He picked it up and took a sip. After tasting it twice, he picked up the tea cup and chewed the tea leaves in the cup.
.
"What a waste. How can you drink tea like this?"
Seeing Feng Bingwen being so disgusted, Taoist Master Taishang couldn't help but laugh and curse.
"I can't help it, Taoist master, your tea is not easy to drink!"
Feng Bingwen replied somewhat shyly.
"What's so difficult about this? If you look at my tea tree, it has innate spiritual roots. If you can kill a few descendants of gods and demons and water them with the blood of gods and demons, my tea tree will definitely be able to grow more leaves!
"
"Blood of gods and demons!"
When Feng Bingwen heard this, he twitched the corners of his mouth and looked down at the jade cup with no tea left in front of him.
Not to mention that there are not many beings with the blood of gods and demons in the world today. Even if there are, there are not many that he can easily provoke and kill.
And if it really comes to talking about gods and demons, Feng Bingwen feels that he now meets the requirements. After all, in terms of physical fitness alone, ordinary earth immortals may not be able to do anything to him in a fight. If there is a head-on conflict,
, he can press the Earth Immortal Hammer.
Such a terrifying and exaggerated physique is extremely difficult for human beings and immortals who practice martial arts to achieve. Only those gods and demons born in ancient times in myths and legends can compare.
"What do you think? Why don't you think about the tea leaves I've grown and share half of them with you?"
Taoist Master Taishang looked at Feng Bingwen in front of him with a gentle smile. His tea tree was actually very picky about the environment in which it grew. On the other hand, if its growth requirements were met and it was taken care of well,
Then tea production will naturally increase accordingly.
The blood of gods and demons can indeed nourish the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and it is not limited to any type, whether it is innate spiritual roots or gods and demons.
Therefore, he didn't care how the brave and enterprising little guy in front of him obtained the blood of gods and demons. Whether he hunted other descendants of gods and demons or drained his own blood, it didn't matter. Anyway, he would not lose.
"Tao Master, my cultivation is still a bit weak. It is impossible for me to deal with gods and demons. Is the blood of extraterrestrial demons useful?"
"Extraterrestrial demons? Are you talking about the group of guys outside the world now? It may be feasible, but they are extraterrestrial creatures after all. If it is useful, it is just asking me to collect more tea leaves. But if it is useless, it is harmful. Isn't it a waste of money?
It won’t work without my innate spiritual root!”
Master Taishang shook his head slowly. Most of the spiritual roots are extremely delicate. If the environment in which they grow is slightly unfavorable, they will even wither and wither.
However, after all, it is an innate number, the law of heaven and earth, and the evolution of the great road, so although it will wither and wither, it will never die. At most, it will degenerate into a seed. When the growth environment is suitable, it will bloom and bear fruit again.
"Then there's no way!"
Feng Bingwen shook his head repeatedly.
"Slippery boy! You have tasted my tea and even chewed it. Now you are satisfied. Go and do your own thing. Don't waste your time with me!"
"Wait a moment!"
"So what?"
"I just want to ask, there is no grand ceremony like the Ascension Meeting in our sect. How about celebrating?"
Feng Bingwen asked with some persistence, as for the Earth Immortal, no matter where he is placed, the treatment will not be bad.
"No, our sect only has a few disciples. But if you really want to hold a grand ceremony, you can find some disciples who are familiar with you to have fun. As for the rest, you don't need to think too much."
Taishang Taoist replied quite casually.
"Forget it!"
Feng Bingwen felt a little tired.
The number of disciples of each generation of Taishangdao is estimated to be no more than ten. Even if his master's generation and his generation are included, the total number may not even be twenty, so
Just order some people and hold some kind of grand ceremony?
As for the invitation to the Immortal Sect from outside the Taishang Dao, I'm sorry, but a mere Earth Immortal doesn't have such a big reputation, so I asked the Taishang Dao to open the gates of the mountain and invite the immortal saints from all directions.
It doesn’t mean anything else. Most of the immortals on the Supreme Way prefer peace and quiet to noisy events. No one is interested in celebrations or anything like that.
"Then go ahead. If you find the blood of the Inverted God Demon in the future, don't forget to ask me for tea leaves!"
"yes!"
Feng Bingwen responded without sincerity, and then was sent out.
If it really comes to talking about the blood of gods and demons, Feng Bingwen thought, the easiest thing to get is probably on him. He just needs to find a way to cut his wrist and release it, but he didn't release all his blood essence to it.
The consciousness of using a tea tree as fertilizer, even if the tea tree is an innate spiritual root.
But the spiritual root does not belong to him. The blood released to nourish the tea tree will nourish half of the tea leaves that will be grown by the Taoist master. What do you think? He has suffered a big loss.
"It would be great if I could also have an innate spiritual root!"
Thinking of this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but have thoughts pop up in his mind, and then, the Book of Heaven that had been silent in his mind for several years suddenly burst out with brilliant light.